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James knew the emptiness of eyes that had seen something terrible, eyes that had lost someone close, eyes under the influence of drugs... but here he was, staring into eyes that were atypically empty. [color=6ecff6]"Alexander. I'm James. I don't know what you've been through, but you're still alive, you can still make things better. You can't make things better once you're dead."[/color] With that, he turned around and walked away, guitar case swaying as if to wave goodbye.